Pussycat, Pussycat, I Love You (1970)

User Rating:

4.5/10   

Director:

Rodney Amateau

Writers:

Woody Allen (screenplay)
Rodney Amateau (writer)

Release Date:

8 July 1970 (West Germany)

Genre:

Comedy | Western

Tagline:

A simple story about a man and a woman, and a woman and a woman and a woman and a woman and a woman and a woman and a woman and a woman?

Plot:

An American playwright living in Rome consults a quack psychiatrist to combat his fears of balding and save his failing marriage. |

Plot Keywords:

Playwright | Nudity | Sex | Beautiful Woman | Quack Doctor

Awards:

Nominated for Golden Globe.

Cast

Ian McShane	...	Fred C. Dobbs
Anna Calder-Marshall	...	Millie Dobbs
John Gavin	...	Grant Granite
Severn Darden	...	Dr Fahrquardt
Joyce Van Patten	...	Anna Fahrquardt
Beba Loncar	...	Ornella
Leopoldo Trieste	...	Desk Clerk
Katia Christine	...	Angelica (as Katia Christina)
Gaby André	...	Flavia
Marino Masé	...	Franco
Ian Trigger	...	Dr. Ponti
Veronica Carlson	...	Liz
Daniël Sola	...	Fernando
Dari Lallou	...	Hesther
Linda Morand	...	Moira

Runtime:

Germany:100 min | USA:99 min

Country:

USA

Language:

English

Color:

Color

Sound Mix:

Mono

Certification:

USA:GP | West Germany:12

Filming Locations:

Rome, Lazio, Italy

Company:

Three Pictures

Trivia:

This film was the defunct sequel to the successful "What's new Pussycat?" Woody Allen disowns both movies, though, as well does most of the cast.

Movie Connections:

Featured in Dusk to Dawn Drive-In Trash-o-Rama Show Vol. 3 (1996) (V)

Soundtrack:

Groove Into It

Oh, no, I don't!

This dreadful sequel to the drecky 1965 hit What's New, Pussycat? is even more formless than the original film and is missing Tom Jones rendition of the title tune, making it unbearably hard going. Ian McShane is miscast miserably in a comic role and even reliable Severn Darden fails to elevate the substandard and plotless material, which revolves around his hair piece, a talking gorilla that loves McShane, and a wild assortment of fab late '60s fashions on the female cast members. This is one of those 'hip' period comedies that think linear narrative is unnecessary when you have a series of hilarious unrelated scenes patched together. Sadly, the only scenes here that remotely approach amusing are the ones of McShane getting mixed up in the shooting of a spaghetti western, a mere tenth of Pussycat Pussycat's interminable 100 minutes. Lalo Schifrin's intrusive score is one of his worst efforts. This is a film that deserves its obscurity.